Thursday, June 9, 2011

Scatter-brained

I was listening to this slightly sappy song when my dad just texted me. And I thought, "I haven't prayed for you in, like, two months." I try to pray nightly, but I usually end up falling asleep in the middle of it. Still, I let God know about the people I love, the people I for whom I care, and eventually myself (that's not due to selflessness. I have a hard time praying for myself, 'cause usually I'm asking forgiveness for something, but I don't know what I've done wrong. I'm confused about what sins are, anyway, besides the really obvious lying, stealing, murdering acts. Maybe I am praying for my sins? I'm not sure. I ask for help about the things I'm dumb about). Anyway, I don't know. I don't know anything about God. I'm not being sarcastic.

MMMKAY, religious rant over. Now on to third grade writing.

I got three necklaces this weekend, and a bright blue Michael Kors tote. I love it. I got it at TJ Maxx. The necklaces I got were: a bottle of fairy dust that had a fairy dust in the bottle (a friend asked me if I was a proud coke dealer. I don't think cocaine is sparkly, though?), a silver cross, and a 90s bracelet (i.e. a bracelet from the 90s).

Oh yeah, I did go see Kaskade in Chicago two weekends ago. Yes, that ended up happening. It was fun, but it was SUPER DUPER loud. Like, I had to leave at 1 a.m. because I thought my ear drums were getting ready to burst. Okay, so I could've stayed and risked it, but I was tired and there were so many people and so much sweatiness.

Also, I've been MIA in the blogosphere for a while (besides random posts from me and a few comments on other blogs). I'm bored with it. I'm can talk and talk and talk all I want, but why? Why am I talking? This is not a self-deprecating, "omg, why? Is anyone even listening to me?!?!?" This is a legit "really, Erin, why are you talking?" "'Cause I've got opinions that need to be heard!!!!" That's really what I say but not really what I mean.

1 comment:

I know nothing about God either. I attempt to pray sporadically but I feel like I'm always asking for something, never really praying for the sake of saying thanks. I don't think it would be considered praying, more like directing my desires to some *higher power*.